I borrowed my husband’s Old Spice deodorant on Saturday, and it gave me 2nd degree chemical burns in my motherfucking armpits. I am not allowed to wear deodorant until I heal, and I stink worse than a pile of carrion.

So I am going to Worldcon next month (AKA the home of the Hugo awards). And, because I have not one but several screws loose, I decided on a whim to sign up for the Masquerade, which is a big cosplay contest. I am going as the motherfucking murdercorn, because DUH, WHO WOULDN’T WANT TO BE THE MOTHERFUCKING MURDERCORN?

It sounds like gawker.com will stick around but Gawker Media will change to something new to distance itself from its problem child. In the tradition of Gawker Media’s low content click-bait list posts, what will the new Gawker Media name be?

What would it be about? The sole purpose is to make commenters eat one another alive. (Don’t go for the super obvious topics, like spanking and body hair maintenance, that we already know send the commentariat into a mouth-foaming melee.)

This comment thread about amnesia on Jezebel is pretty interesting. I feel especially bad for the woman who suffered major memory loss after being in a coma, and had everyone laugh each time she explained "I was in a coma" as she struggled to retrace her steps.